Rao Xueman: Time will only grow old, but it will never deceive us. I would like to believe that every little firework that lights up the night sky has not been extinguished, and they finally rose to the sky and turned into stars tonight. It's just that those who set off fireworks have already been scattered in the vast sea of people and don't know where to go. To put it in a very old-fashioned way, if he is a fire, then I am a reckless and stupid moth. Some things, some people, are you sure to forget if you really want to? Only I can see my stubborn pursuit. But I hope I'm right. Life is like this, right? End, start, start again, and end again ... No matter what, we will all carry our own disasters and happiness, go forward and never look back. I often think about our youth. It's really a grotesque thing. The short body just drags a long tail, swaying like wings and refusing to leave for a long time. I never need to think of it, and I will never forget it. The wind blows the broken fleeting time, and I see the loneliness in the distance, with tears streaming down my face. Those flowers are in full bloom and scattered. The world has deceived me, and I must fight back. I will not let go of any happiness that belongs to me, even if the price I pay is to fall into hell from now on. I swear to God, I will forget him! But God knows, I can't! Some things, some people, if you really want to forget, you will definitely forget. Goodbye, maybe never, I stubbornly pursue it, only I can see it, but I hope I am right. I often think about our youth. It's really a strange thing. The short body just drags a long tail, swaying like wings and refusing to leave for a long time. The most painful thing is that if something disappears, it will disappear forever, and it will never come back, but it will leave a thin and sharp needle stuck in your heart and can't be pulled out. If it wants you to hurt, you have to hurt, absolutely awesome! A person's greatest weakness is not selfishness, affection, barbarism and willfulness, but paranoid love for someone who doesn't love himself. I have the ending and the process, and I feel greedy if I pester myself again. We should all face the sun, live proudly the songs we like, listen quietly, and the people we like, watch from a distance! There is a wall in your heart. If you push it open, you can see heaven. Love is a war. I'm not afraid of being hurt. I'm afraid you're unhappy. We are all angels with one wing. We can only fly when we hug them. I thought I was strong and romantic. Maybe every girl who fell in love early would think so. In fact, I won't know until I walk through it that, because I haven't reached that age yet. Dear, I just turned around and didn't blame you and me, running all the way. I was eager to find a face similar to mine in the crowded and hurried crowd. She had a similar fate to mine. I could see the reference of my life in her, and I wouldn't be so hasty. If there is no news, like the quiet sea after the shipwreck, I actually remember it quietly. The most painful pain is to forgive the blackest black is to betray my dear smile, tears, a flower, a grain of sand, a string of dark red Sugar-Coated Berry, Winnie the Pooh, who insists on not crying, and the oath written on the glass. All the points I have hurt are evidence that we loved. Remember what should be remembered, forget what should be forgotten, change what can be changed and accept what cannot be changed. Happiness is in my left hand, memories are in my right hand, and flowers are unbeaten ... Some things can't be said or said is wrong. I am a flower that gives up halfway, waiting to open after despair. That's how old we are, rolling from one end of time to the other, please don't say goodbye, don't need to follow you again, where and what to do. It's all right ... No one has ever seen a deep-sea fish leave tears and thinks it won't be sad. That's because it lives in the deep seabed, and its tears can't be seen by people ~ Although the hands we have held have been separated, you will live in my heart like childhood. It's good that you are happy ~ We are all people with no future, which is very terrible! My heart is actually without waves, as if it were young and faithful, just a dream. As God is my witness, I am a good girl. The biggest shortcoming of a person is not selfishness, passion, barbarism and willfulness, but paranoid love for someone who doesn't love herself. I have the ending and the process, and then I feel greedy. Have I ever told you that love is my unchanging belief? Have I ever told you that love is the girl who will always keep a person in my heart, and that may have changed my life inadvertently? I believe one day, we will meet again on the roof of the world. I know that no matter where I go, you will stay with me. Cry with me, laugh with me, wait with me, blossom with me. Boys' vows are often like sweet and crisp pancakes, which will slowly melt when they enter the mouth. But it will quickly sneak into your body and occupy your heart. After a long time, I reflected on this scene and realized that it was just an "exercise". In the sweet and fragile love, we are all constantly practicing, losing, bearing and missing, and moving towards our final and established ending in the preheating of repeating high and low. If there is someone you can't forget, go to him, and it's worse to be worried than to have a dead heart. Infected with dust, waiting for the baptism of a storm. Some things, some people, when you want to forget, are just reprinted in your heart! I always like the sunshine in the afternoon. It makes me believe that everything in this world will turn around, and I believe that fate is generous and beautiful. We will grow up eventually, and grow up quietly with a feeling of no complaints. In the final analysis, growth is a kind of happiness. Love is a war. I'm not afraid of getting hurt, but I'm afraid you're unhappy. We all have to face the sun and live proudly. Love is like this. Some people are slowly left behind in the dust of the years, crying, laughing, quarreling, making trouble and being reluctant to go again are only once. We are all angels with one wing, and we can only fly when we hug each other. Love is like sugar coating, and I swallow it, enjoying the sweetness of the moment. The most painful pain is to forgive the blackest and betray me. Have I ever told you that love is my unchanging belief? Have I ever told you that love means always keeping a person in my heart? We live in the same warm water, and we may be entangled by aquatic plants occasionally, but because of each other's warm breathing, I believe that neither will die. If I say I love you, I always love you. I wonder if you will believe me? In fact, the herringbone structure is mutual support, as long as you are willing, anyone can give happiness to anyone! Remember what should be remembered, forget what should be forgotten, change what can be changed, and accept what cannot be changed. Dear smile, tears, a flower, a grain of sand and a string of dark red Sugar-Coated Berry insisted on not crying Winnie the Pooh Bear's oath written on the glass. The apex of my pain is all the evidence that we loved. Dear, I just turned around and didn't blame you. You have a wall in your heart, and when you push it away, you can see heaven. I thought I was strong and romantic, maybe every girl who fell in love early would think so. In fact, I won't know until I walk through it, because I haven't reached that age. You are better than anyone. Men are nothing. It's dark ahead. Take control of it yourself. Listen to your favorite songs quietly, and watch your favorite people from a distance! Some things, some people, if you really want to forget, you will definitely forget. Jing M.Guo: 1. Many things that we thought we would never forget were forgotten in the days when we never forget them. 2. I know I'm not a good recorder, but I like to look back on the road where I came more than anyone else. I not only look back, but I still rush forward with great momentum. 3. You give me a tear, and I will see all the oceans in your heart. 4. If God wants to destroy a person, he will be crazy. But I have been crazy for so long, why hasn't God destroyed me? 5. Will those loves carved on the back of the chair, like flowers on cement, open a windless, lonely forest? 6. In this sad and bright March, I beat my horse through my thin youth, through violets. 7. If you smile once, I can be happy for several days; But seeing you cry once made me sad for several years. 9. Lonely people will always remember everyone who has appeared in their lives, so I always think of you counting my loneliness over and over again every night when the stars fall. 1. I don't like to talk when I look at the sky, but I dare not look at the sky when I talk. 11. I count your smiles every day, but when you are in Lian Xiao, you are so lonely. They say your smile is beautiful and undeveloped. 12. There is so much warmth in my life. I gave it all to you, but you left me. How can I smile at others in the future? 13. Once there was a smile in my life, but it finally dissipated like a fog, and that smile became a swift river deeply buried in my heart, and I couldn't swim across it. The sound of that river became my desperate singing every day and night. 14. The noise and brightness of the world, the happiness and happiness of the world are like a clear stream. In the wind, in front of my eyes, it goes by, and the warmth comes out like a spring. I don't expect anything. I just want you to be happy, not sad. The wind blows like a broken flower, and your smile shakes and becomes my way. 16. One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then one day, you will find that the things you have tried hard to forget are really forgotten. 17. hide in a certain time and miss the palm print of a period of time; Hiding in a certain place, I miss a person who is standing on the way and on the way, and makes me worry. 18. You won't get lost if you hold my hand and walk with your eyes closed. 19. If one day we are not together, we should be together. 2. Some things haven't been finished yet, so forget it. Everyone is a king and domineering in his own world. Don't listen to me. But don't let me listen to you. 21. I forgot which wall I carved a face on. Zhang Wei smiled and stared at my face sadly. We smiled and said that we stayed in the same place of time, but it was already swept away silently by the torrent. 22. Some people will always be engraved in their memories, even if they forget his voice, his smile and his face, but the feeling when they think of him will never change. 24. It turns out that children who are involved with words are never happy. Their happiness is like playful children, wandering to the skylight and still refusing to come back. 25. You will never see my loneliest time, because I am loneliest only when you are not with me. 26. The space formed by singing is free to let the years come and go, so the face of the person who is still protected has never changed with a huge and endless hate. 27 One day I will walk away from you silently, without any sound. I have missed a lot, and I am always sad alone. 28. I look at you smiling, silent, proud and lost just like now, so I am happy with you and sad with you. It's just that I've been standing in the present, but you've always stayed in the past. Standing on a cliff and looking at the luxurious and bright youth crawling at my feet, I was in tears. Standing at the age of sixteen, standing at the turning point of youth, standing in the gap between one life and another, I finally burst into tears. On the day when the black wind blows, on the day when I see the birds screaming in the air, on the day when red-violet blooms cherry blossoms, on the day when you look up and bow your head, and in the cracks and crevices of thousands of years, I always burst into tears. Because I can't stop thinking about you. Is this the most cruel and gentle imprisonment? I am a child who will look up at the sky when I feel lonely, looking at the big sun, looking at the big moon, looking at my neck ache, looking at my eyes full of tears. I'll wait for you. How do you remember things that haven't been remembered for a long time? Those silent expressions lying quietly on the floating grass. Walking back and forth in the scorching sun. I thought they were going to sleep quietly this summer, and then they were awakened again. In recent days, I always see endless camphor trees as soon as I close my eyes. It runs through the whole city. Those camphor trees have grown into endless memories along the rolling mountain roads of the city. They are standing on the roadside, standing in every corner of the city. Standing by the river of memories, watching the swaying ferry silently ferry all year round. In this way, they quietly draw the dusk and the morning. I miss you in the past, I miss the 17-year-old I left on my bicycle, I miss the wind that was stirred up by your smile, and I passed through my thin youth with sorrow and joy and yesterday that was gone forever. Bright. Sad. Endless. I saw the mottled and deep shadows cast by life when it flew over my head. The hourglass turned over and over, and the thousand cranes bloomed brilliantly for another season. I know another year has passed. A lot of things have changed. I always recall the dream city countless times, those snowy winters, the broken clouds on the city and the sunrise that never appeared. Your shoulders have been stretched out all summer. I can't see the end of it. That loneliness goes hand in hand. Lost one heavy dusk after another. Turn your hands over for the clouds and cover your hands for the rain. How do you know I'm not lonely? Those endless fires, the temperature cursed every inch of the earth. The surging tide surged on the hot bank, washed along the road and burned along the road. The bondage of who is who stubbornly inherits in the lifeline of breaking a thousand miles. A staggered. Three interlaces. A thousand criss-crosses make up a legend with endless words. No one knows whose past. Buried the pallor of vows and the green of waiting. Is that you? Is that you? The great wizard and the little prince. Wave goodbye to the whole snow-free city, and then wave to ignite the whole windless lake. You are the only rain in my drought season. You are my only light in the darkness of Wan Li. Who is whose salvation and who is whose disaster? I didn't know that when I died, staring at the sky would be so desolate that a sad cry swept away obliquely. I saw your smile emerge on the pale blue sky, so I smiled because I saw you happy like a child who didn't grow up. I always couldn't see your face and the heavy sadness on your face like mist for hundreds of years and thousands of years. I've been crawling for generations before my fate. I just want to keep you warm. I just want to set you free. Behind the magnificent city, in front of it, there is the phantom cherry blossoms shaking on the water. The heavy snow falls. Who is the passerby who hit? Who is the wheel of life? The dust of past lives, the wind of this life, the endless sad soul.